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Sunday, December 5

The Power of Bobby Flay


Today's post is my entry into this week's 100 Word Challengehosted by Velvet Verbosity. The 100 Word Challenge is an exercise in which we write exactly 100 words in response to the weekly prompt word. Click the link to read the other entries–good stuff over there! 
This week's prompt was "anchovies"

As late afternoon sun sliced through the blinds, the passing cars cast shadows on the wall. She heard the television blaring, her boyfriend talking, the baby crying. She lay on the sofa unable, unwilling to move. She closed her eyes.

Most people say they don't like them. But if you've ever eaten a Caesar salad, green goddess dressing or worcestershire sauce, then you've eaten anchovies.” said the faceless voice.

I hate goddamn Bobby Flay” her boyfriend said. Letting herself slip back into the blur of light and noise, she stared at the ceiling. “Me, too.” she thought.

5 comments:

  1. wow, way to handle the prompt!

    I really like this one , Marsha

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  2. Yes! Great way to slip in the prompt.

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  3. Marinara sauce, too - at least as done by our local Italian/Greek/Mexican restaurant. :) Nicely done, Ms. Marsha.

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  4. Pretty sure I've had at least one or two or five hundred and ninety four moments like this.

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